Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work - Chapter 312

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Even If I Fall Into a Ghost Story, I Still Have to Go to Work Episode 312

 

[Congratulations, Friend! You have a new goal.]

 

I put the dream cultivator back into my tattoo.

 

Now that I knew this cultivator could make potions to go home, I absolutely couldn’t leave it in this burned-out office.

 

My heart kept pounding.

 

‘If I end the Segwang Special City ghost story, I can go home.’

 

That sentence wouldn’t leave my mind.

 

However.

 

“Grape.”

 

“….”

 

“Are you going to use that to make a wish to go home?”

 

I turned to look at him.

 

Agent Choi was also observing me.

 

‘He noticed.’

 

He had already read the Dream Cultivation Room documents and seen the button I assembled.

 

He must have already been certain that I had figured out how to make the potion that becomes the original source of wish tickets.

 

The person who had been noticeably quiet since earlier spoke up like this.

 

“Isn’t there another way?”

 

“There might be.”

 

I doubt it.

 

More than anything, when the most certain method is right in front of me, suggesting we look for something else is an indirect expression of wanting to stop me.

 

So I should speak softly too.

 

As if I’m open to it.

 

[Excellent!]

 

“For now, I plan to learn more about Segwang Special City while carrying out Director Ho’s project.”

 

“…Really?”

 

“Yes. As I mentioned, to obtain Daydream potion equipment, going through Director Ho is the most accurate method.”

 

If I suddenly ask Ho Yu-won for Daydream potion equipment, he’ll definitely try to find out why.

 

Since it’s a request unrelated to exploration.

 

‘And the moment he knows my situation, he’ll try to use that too.’

 

I don’t know if Director Ho wants the Segwang Special City ghost story to end.

 

But what if I try to find what Ho Yu-won wants in Segwang Special City and trade it for Daydream potion equipment?

 

‘That would definitely work.’

 

And.

 

If I install Daydream potion equipment here as Lee Kang-heon’s note said and the Segwang Special City ghost story ends.

 

“….”

 

My head tingles. Just that possibility makes me want to do it right now.

 

But I’ll only know after trying to install it.

 

“Since the dream cultivator itself had no problems with installation, I think it would be fine to try installing it once.”

 

No, even if that’s not the case, I can’t completely trust the contents of Lee Kang-heon’s note, so I’ll continue exploring Segwang Special City.

 

To gather information for ending it.

 

Also, places with solution efficiency this good are rare.

 

‘Just clearing the subway station escape extracts nearly A-grade quality.’

 

That means there’s quite a profit just from ending the subway stations one by one.

 

Wait, come to think of it, I must have gotten quite a bit of solution from burning down and ending Midday Station too.

 

I frantically searched inside my tattoo.

 

‘The collector….’

 

…It’s there!

 

I saw the collector shining with brilliant golden light.

 

‘Is it really A-grade?’

 

Then it’s between 100,000 and 200,000….

 

Combined with the existing solution and the solution I got from ending the Segwang High ghost story, it might really be 400,000 to 500,000.

 

‘Not bad.’

 

It fills up quite well. Right. I just need to repeat what I’ve done so far nine more times….

 

….

 

Wait a minute.

 

Can’t I just keep committing suicide here?

 

There are many particularly dangerous places among the Segwang Special City subway stations. If I keep dying in such places and just exit outside, the dream essence collector should fill up.

 

Isn’t that also clearing?

 

Then that’s settled. I can just keep coming in.

 

Then….

 

[How efficient, Friend! But theory and reality are often different, aren’t they? Please consider carefully….]

 

Ah.

 

…Right. The dream essence concentration would probably drop below acceptable levels.

 

‘Just coming out without properly experiencing the darkness would only produce low-grade solutions.’

 

Daydream doesn’t put the same person in the same ghost story every day without reason—they manage cycles with intervals.

 

‘Thanks, Brown.’

 

[Oh, that’s only natural as a Good Friend!]

 

I steeled my resolve again while looking at the collector with A-grade potion sloshing around.

 

So first I’ll fill up the dream essence solutions I’ve collected….

 

“Are you going to use that?”

 

“Huh? Not now, but later….”

 

“Then can I hold onto the dream cultivator until then?”

 

“No.”

 

“….”

 

Damn.

 

I answered too quickly.

 

I deliberately made an expression as if I found it absurd and looked at him.

 

“I have storage space, so I put it away. Agent, exactly how are you planning to carry it…?”

 

“Hey, I have muscles and grit~”

 

Agent Choi joked and laughed, but his eyes were cold.

 

“How about putting that dream cultivator back where it originally was.”

 

“….”

 

“Well, anyway, Grape is going to continue exploring this subway.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“I see. Heave-ho.”

 

Agent Choi got up from his seat and grinned at me.

 

“Let’s go.”

 

“….”

 

“I’m getting curious about meeting the people remaining here too.”

 

That.

 

“Let’s see, Jae-gwan said he was at a place called the train shelter, right?”

 

“…Yes.”

 

Guilt flared cold around my heart again, making my head go numb.

 

“I’ll guide you.”

 

We left the burned corridor of the Joyful Research Institute and headed toward the platform.

 

 

A while later.

 

Train G1572 appeared on the platform, and when I waved my hand, the door of car 7 opened a beat late.

 

“Noru… ah.”

 

“Good to see you, Agent Park Ha.”

 

When Go Young-eun saw Agent Choi, her eyes wavered, then she exchanged greetings with an expression that was either joy or awkwardness.

 

And….

 

“Agent.”

 

“Cheongdong.”

 

The dead people come to car 7.

 

The senior agent from Genbu Team 1, staring at his junior who was trapped dead inside an extinction-level disaster, remained silent for a while, then smiled wryly and said this.

 

“You look well, Cheongdong-i.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Bronze Agent smiled faintly.

 

Being on the train, the dead person’s complexion doesn’t show.

 

Just like when alive.

 

“I’m doing well.”

 

“…Right.”

 

In Agent Choi’s eyes looking at Bronze Agent, an emotion similar to what I had just felt flickered past.

 

Guilt.

 

But he seemed to suppress that feeling tightly, then soon resumed conversation with Bronze Agent in a calm tone.

 

And while patting the other’s back, they had a conversation that seemed ordinary but hinted at something.

 

“How will work be from now on….”

 

“Why worry about that. With this ace senior here…”

 

It was clearly talk about how to handle Bronze Agent’s absence.

 

And….

 

“…Is there anything you want to tell anyone?”

 

He seemed to be taking last words in preparation for any possible situation.

 

‘Ah.’

 

My toes seemed to curl up.

 

Anxiety.

 

‘I need to do something quickly.’

 

I should have just guided Agent Choi to the train shelter and then taken anything to the next station….

 

“Anxious?”

 

“…!”

 

Deputy Manager Eun Ha-je, who had been watching the two agents’ conversation like me, turned to look at me.

 

“Noru. Still, I’m seeing you sooner than expected. You really ran away like a deer.”

 

“Deputy Manager.”

 

“What urgent business did you have that you only left a note….”

 

Then she paused after looking at my face.

 

“Why do you look like that.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“You’re too pale. Anyone would think you’re the corpse, not me.”

 

She threw out words that were scary like a joke.

 

“I’m fine. Just, I made various discoveries.”

 

“….”

 

Deputy Manager Eun Ha-je lowered her voice and pulled me to a corner as much as possible, asking in a small voice.

 

“Is it because of that dream incubator or whatever?”

 

I slowly nodded my head.

 

“Precisely, I need our company’s potion manufacturing machine.”

 

“…That’s too out of nowhere.”

 

I didn’t explain further.

 

Right now, Deputy Manager Eun Ha-je would have a hard time both accepting the situation of being dead and trapped here, and adapting to this shelter.

 

I felt like I had unnecessarily added burden to her by leaving that note.

 

And just then, the two agents also finished their conversation and came this way.

 

As soon as I saw Bronze Agent, I said urgently.

 

“I’m sorry, Agent. I should have asked about items that might help when I went out, but I was in a hurry….”

 

“It’s fine.”

 

Bronze Agent shook his head.

 

“I already told Agent Choi what’s needed. …Please don’t burden yourself too much.”

 

“…Yes.”

 

Just standing still inside this train was becoming increasingly unbearable for me.

 

Fortunately, it didn’t last long.

 

This station is Morning, Morning Station….

 

The train had gone around once and returned to the destination.

 

I immediately moved toward the door.

 

“I’ll be getting off now.”

 

“Already?”

 

“Yes. If you need anything, please let me know. I’ll come find it.”

 

“Hmm….”

 

Deputy Manager Eun Ha-je, who had been quietly watching me, returned to Bronze Agent and Go Young-eun without saying anything.

 

It seemed like my eyes met with Go Young-eun’s, but I quietly bowed my head and waited to get off.

 

The doors are opening.

 

And I stepped foot onto Morning Station.

 

The modern and clean platform remained the same. I diligently moved toward the stairs….

 

“We should go together, Grape!”

 

“….”

 

I felt the weight of Agent Choi’s arm putting his arm around my shoulders.

 

[Hmm. Still an overly familiar fellow with excessive expressions.]

 

You got off.

 

Right, if Agent Choi decided to accompany me, it would be hard to stop him.

 

And since I had secretly been thinking that Agent Choi’s help would be good for this station, I should accept it gladly.

 

…Then, in that case.

 

“Um, Agent.”

 

“Yeah?”

 

I carefully opened my mouth.

 

“By any chance, if the collector fills with solution during future explorations, could you… sell it to me?”

 

I had received help with solution collection when ending the Segwang High ghost story too.

 

So this time as well…

 

“I don’t want to.”

 

“…”

 

“Grape. We agreed to split what I gave you before in half, didn’t we?”

 

Ah.

 

“…Yes. We did.”

 

[Good grief. After all the help my friend has provided, to make such an arrogant and heartless statement!]

 

No.

 

A feeling of resentment suddenly surged up.

 

But I hastily suppressed it. Let’s not act shameless.

 

‘I’ll talk about it properly later.’

 

If I made a good proposal, it would be fine.

 

I can do it. I can do it…

 

“Ah, that’s right. I forgot about that. Government Official.”

 

…

 

…!!

 

“First, take the collector I have, Noru.”

 

I turned my head.

 

…Eun Ha-je was standing there.

 

No, Bronze Agent was behind her too.

 

Behind those two people stepping onto the platform, the screen door closed.

 

Beyond it, the train was leaving this station.

 

“…”

 

I looked at Bronze Agent and Eun Ha-je with the feeling of being hit in the back of the head.

 

“Why did you get off?”

 

“Agent Grape.”

 

“Get back on! Quickly!”

 

“I refuse.”

 

“…!!”

 

I saw that the vitality had disappeared from the bodies of the two people who got off the train, the pale, ashen bodies of the dead.

 

But the two people were calm.

 

Even Agent Choi.

 

‘…Did they already have a conversation?’

 

I gritted my teeth and looked at the two.

 

“We collected information about what kind of place this station is from the shelter.”

 

“…”

 

“It’s a good place for agents and journalists to explore.”

 

“…”

 

“Agent Grape.”

 

Damn.

 

‘I thought they wouldn’t know since I didn’t share the wiki content.’

 

I didn’t expect them to figure that out from the testimony of survivors who had directly visited this station.

 

“Do you know what was at this station?”

 

Morning Station (Scale Courthouse)

 

A subway station where the district court of Segwang Special City was located.

 

“…There was a courthouse, I’m told.”

 

“Yes. But that’s not all.”

 

…

 

Bronze Agent’s gaze turns toward the top of the stairs.

 

Scale Courthouse

 

Next to the huge wooden signboard hanging above, a silver scale mark is attached.

 

The small relief pattern inside that scale would be familiar to someone.

 

Because it’s identical to what was inside the silver heart.

 

Disaster Management Bureau equipment.

 

The basement of this district court was also the location of a secret government agency.

 

“From the circumstances, it seems the Disaster Management Bureau branch office of Segwang City was at this station.”

 

That’s right.

 

This was the location of the Segwang Special City Management Bureau branch office that had disappeared entirely.

 

That government agency evacuated the most survivors underground on the day of disaster.

 

Afterwards, the scattered government agents carried out both survivor rescue and rescue requests to headquarters throughout Segwang Special City, but success cases were rare.

 

However, in that process, their desperate anguish over who should be rescued remained at the location even after their deaths.

 

So do you know what’s happening at this subway station that mutated into a ghost story?

 

Thus, at this Morning Station, that anguish is endlessly repeated.

 

The Scale Courthouse will clearly determine whether you are worth rescuing.

 

Through a verified method.

 

Creeeeak-

 

At the top of the stairs.

 

The door under the signboard opened, revealing the silver Scale Courthouse.

 

“Do you remember? That all the people at Horizon Mountain Lodge were criminals with bad records.”

 

“…”

 

“It seems the equipment used then was also left at this branch office.”

 

The Scale of Evil will weigh your worth.

 

Scale of Evil.

 

That scale used by the Disaster Management Bureau to conscript civilian victims is controlling this station.

 

“…”

 

However.

 

It won’t work the way Bronze Agent thinks.

 

Because it’s twisted and contaminated.

 

Originally, this equipment weighed using sin as its weight, but it was affected by the Day of Disaster and came to use something else as its weight.

 

I gasped for breath.

 

What you love most goes onto the scale on the Opposite Side.

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